Cold and clear. At the Office. Athenaeum and home. Evening quiet.

I have not much to record of my morning experiences. Called to see T. K. Davis at his Office having seen him at the Theatre last evening. He was not entirely cordial. There is some difficulty in his mind but what I do not know. His political feelings have probably led him off where I cannot follow him and he does not quite like it that I do not. Yet there was only such a nice shade of difference apparent in his manner as could be perceivable by a very practised eye. I hope this will be remedied.

My Afternoon was spent in re-instituting my collection of coins and in receiving my father who removed from Quincy to my house today. Evening, Mr. Brooks came in for an hour.